My baby was taken from me today. He was beautiful, everything I had ever dreamed of. I only got to see him briefly, and his cries for me will haunt me for the rest of my life. I have been put back in my cell. I'm pumping all the time to make sure my milk production is up. I hope he gets this milk, but I have a sneaking suspicion he will never see it. It seems like a waste.
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I have been standing here so long, I don't remember. The jailkeeper won't let me move. I heard him talking about how they locked my son in a box too. At least they are feeding him. What is this place? They won't let him walk. I just want him to be happy. I am so depressed. I wish my life was so different. I did nothing to deserve this, why am I here? Why is my son being punished?
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The jailkeeper did something to me today. I am so ashamed. He called it "insemination." I call it something much worse. I feel so violated. I miss my son. This pumping machine has made my poor nipples raw. They hurt so bad but the jail keeper won't listen. He is heartless.
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All my previous hopes of seeing my son are gone. I have heard he was murdered. My pregnancy is going as well as can be expected, but I have little hope for this baby as well. I heard the lady in the next cell crying. She says that because she can't pump as much milk as she used to, she is sentenced to death. Its only a matter of time. She is not much older than I am, and I am still young.
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This is my last entry. I have no more hope left. I learned how I am to die, and I am so frightened. I wish they would just kill me quick, but sadly it seems torture is on the menu.
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Message from the author:
This is a fictional diary of a dairy cow. However, what she describes is only the tip of the iceberg, and less horrific things a real dairy cow endures in her lifetime. What happens in animal farms is inhumane, and makes the events of horror movies dull in comparison.
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